If I could be anywhere right now I would be in the gardens of Andalusia, specifically the Generalife, with its sultan’s gardens, laurels, oleander and cypress trees. I want very much to smell the orange trees at night, to hear the invisible veins of water run through the courtyard. I want to do this alone without anyone to interrupt my thoughts because I (know) I am selfish when it comes to this kind of experience. I think this must be a kind of heaven.